There Is No Road Of Flowers Leading

Nothing Weighs More Than A Secret.

A Mountain In Labour Shouted So Loud That Everyone, Summoned By The Noise, Ran Up Expecting That She Would Be Delivered Of A City Bigger Than Paris; She Brought Forth A Mouse.

Socrates, When Informed Of Some Derogating Speeches One Had Used Concerning Him Behind His Back, Made Only This Facetious Reply, "let Him Beat Me Too When I Am Absent.

O Tyrant Love, When Held By You, We May To Prudence Bid Adieu. [fr., Amour! Amour! Quand Tu Nous Tiens On Peut Bien Dire, Adieu, Prudence.]

Patience And Time Do More Than Strength Or Passion.